Is it all in that pretty little head of yours?What goes on in that place in the dark?Well I used to know a girl and I would haveSworn that her name was VeronicaWell she used to have a carefree mind of herOwn and a delicate look in her eyeThese days I'm afraid she's not even sure if herName is Veronica

Chorus:Do you suppose, that waiting hands on eyes,Veronica has gone to hide?And all the time she laughs at those who shoutHer name and steal her clothesVeronicaVeronica

Did the days drag by? Did the favors wane?Did he roam down the town all the time?Will you wake from your dream, with a wolf atThe door, reaching out for VeronicaWell it was all of sixty-five years agoWhen the world was the street where she livedAnd a young man sailed on a ship in the seaWith a picture of VeronicaOn the "Empress of India"And as she closed her eyes upon the world andPicked upon the bones of last week's newsShe spoke his name out loud again

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Veronica sits in her favorite chair and she sitsVery quiet and stillAnd they call her a name that they never getRight and if they don't then nobody else willBut she used to have a carefree mind of herOwn, with devilish look in her eyeSaying "You can call me anything you like, butMy name is Veronica"